This brilliantly odd black comedy from Sweden’s Roy Andersson is like nothing you’ve ever seen before (unless you’ve seen the two earlier films in his trilogy, You, The Living and Songs from the Second Floor). Unspooling in 39 comic vignettes, Pigeon feels like a series of Monty Python sketches written by an existentialist philosopher. Excruciatingly funny and streaked with coal-black humor, a typical scene follows a pair of sad-sack salesmen as they peddle a suitcase full of novelty toys around the city. Neither of them look like they’ve cracked a smile or seen the sun in decades: “We want people to have a good time,” they deadpan to their clients. Shot in long takes, the camera fixed like a painting, there are images here that lodge in the part of the brain where dreams are forged. Andersson’s point may be dark—life is absurd and death is on its way—but for a film posing the heaviest questions, Pigeon soars with the birds.
|Release date:||Wednesday June 3 2015|
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